Where did I go wrong,
hindsight makes me think
everyone picks on
really small children,
even mom and dad,
drunk uncle, cousins,
indeed everyone,
did you pick on me?
Imagine you did,
guess I should have been
overtly direct,
would that I could change,
remember the past
on my own terms, tears
no one sees blind me,
grief at the movies.
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